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On his way to the hospital, he went by the mall to pick up his car seat. While there, he found several things for all four of the kids. Not clothing, they’d need that as well but this was for them getting out of the hospital. He also put in an order for an extra car seat so that both cars would be ready for when they had to travel. As he was leaving the children’s area, he noticed some other things that he thought he’d get for Shawn.
Two dozen roses and a beautiful violet later, he was out the door. She didn’t care for chocolates any more than he did. Candy? Sure, but not chocolate. He also picked up a card that he had cleared with Finny before he left to get for his new grandchildren. Ethan simply signed it Grandpa Finny and put it in the envelope with all the kids’ names on it.
As soon as he got off at the third floor where the kids were, he could hear a baby screaming at the top of her lungs, a smaller child crying and Sameul telling someone that they needed to back off. Carefully laying his purchases on the nurses’ station, which he only just noticed was devoid of people, he made his way to the room where he knew the three older children had been last night. Reaching out to his family, he told them where he was and so far—which was very little—going on.
As soon as he pushed open the partially closed door, he let his lion take him. The smell of blood hit him first, then the pain of the children, his children backed against the way, guarding his little family, terrified him. Then he noticed that Shawn was on the floor, unconscious, and blood coming from beneath her somewhere. His lion surged over his body with anger. He loved his mate, too, and now that she’d been hurt, it was all he could do not to kill the people in the room with them.
Not taking his eyes off the two men and a woman, he nodded to Samuel when he asked if it was him. He was never so happy that he’d let the kids see his lion earlier in the week. Moving closer to the people, circling them, herding them, he thought it might be called, back so that they were away from his children. He snarled and snapped at them several times before they finally backed off.
“They said that they were taking us. Then, when Ms. Shawn came in with our sister, they took Tisha from her after hitting her on the head with something big. I didn’t see it until now, but it was a ball bat.” There was no way to talk to the boy so he keptthe adults from them as best he could. “I think they killed off the nurses out there. We’ve been ringing that stupid button for hours and hours.”
He had to think. The last time he’d spoken to Shawn, it had been about an hour ago. Christ, he thought, had he not shopped for the kids—
“You stop that train of thought right now. You hear me.”He nearly shifted back when it was Brook that spoke to him.“You love your family, and that is the way things go sometimes. Now, you’re going to listen to me because we can’t get in here with everything going on. You’ve done a good job of not killing them. Thank you for that. But now it’s time for the police to take over. You just wait, all right, Ethan?”
“They hurt Shawn. They’re terrifying my…”Brook ask if he could still hear her heart beating and how well it was.“Yes. But they still aren’t going to get away with hurting her just because she’s immortal.”
“Good, you did remember that she’s an immortal. Now, herd them out here if you can. The door will disappear here as—good, I’m glad to know that we’re all on the job. I have to admit to you, Ethan, I was so terrified when you called out to us. Out of my skin, worried for your little family.”
“I love you, Brook, but you’re not helping me.” She told him that she was sorry. “Thank you for your help. Here they come.”
He didn’t have as much trouble getting them out of the room as he might have thought he would. As soon as he roared loud enough, he thought to scare anyone around. He was glad to hear Tisha laugh. Her little giggle was just what he needed to keep his head on tightly.
Once they were in the hallway, he was able to relax. The door suddenly reappeared, and Ethan was glad to know that his children and wife were safe. Shifting back to himself, he went to the door to make sure that Shawn was all right. What scared himthe most was the amount of blood that she’d lost. The children gathered around them, but they were very quiet. Tisha wanted down, so Julianne sat her on the floor right next to Shawn. A small touch of her hand to Shawn’s head had her opening her eyes. When she didn’t move, he asked her if she was all right.
“I don’t know. I have a killer headache.” He couldn’t help it he burst into tears while laughing a little. “Are the children all right? I didn’t know what had hit me until just now. I have a feeling that you saved the day for us all.”
“My lion did.” He kissed her on the mouth gently and told her that the family was taking care of the people who had come into the room. “Did you figure out what they wanted? I didn’t. Once I saw you on the floor, I didn’t think of another thing other than to keep the kids safe for you. I had a feeling that you’d brain me if I didn’t.”
“Damn straight, I would have.” She sat up but slowly. Reaching for Tisha, she held the little girl while the others gathered around Shawn. She assured them that she was just fine and told them how proud she was of the way that they acted while she was down. “You all kept each other safe, and I’m so very proud of you.”
It was Parker who came into the room with them. He knew that she was a witch, but her powers were well beyond anything that he’d ever encountered before. When she grinned at her, not at all as comforting as he thought she meant to project, she told him that she was the grand witchy and that she could do a great more things than just any other witch in the world.
After making sure that Shawn was healed up and the mess in the room was cleaned up, they were headed home. No one asked about the other people. Not once was it brought up that they left the hospital without anyone signing them out. It was taken care of and he wasn’t the least bit worried about anything.
~*~
“Come or don’t, Phillip, I couldn’t care less at this point. I’m not going to beg you to come here.” Georgie really hoped they didn’t come. Her uncle was someone that she knew but not well. But since she had invited him to come and visit and to see the children, he’d been going on and on with one excuse after another on reasons that he wasn’t going to come. “You stay home, and I won’t have to explain to anyone what a douche you are. And you are too in the event that might have escaped your mind.”
“You’re in a mood. What’s shit in your oatmeal.” Georgie told him that it was all on him today. “Well, that’s another reason that I’m not going to come. You always seem to be blaming me for your woes. I won’t have you…this is because I’m gay, isn’t it? You’re ashamed of me because I have a lifestyle that is different than yours. Well, I have news for you, Georgie, I’m more happy than I’ve ever been and I’m not going to allow you nor anyone else to say anything different. Don’t call me again.”
When he didn’t hand up, she did. It was all right with her if he didn’t come. He was too much of a pain in the ass, anyway. She thought that the kids had it right in calling him fancy pants. He was a pain in the ass that was for sure. After a few minutes, the phone rang again. Letting it go to voicemail, she was glad to see that Bailee and Shawn showed up to take her to lunch. They ate out so much, and she sometimes wondered why they had a cook in their homes. But sometimes, like just last night, it had been wonderful to come home to a nice hot meal and not have to clean it up or cook it. She was happy for a lot of things today.
“We’re going to go and shop for the kids. Did I tell you that they are coming home tomorrow? Ethan is keeping an eye on things. I don’t think he could be more in love with our little family than he is right now. And Tisha just loves him to pieces.” Georgie asked them what they were shopping for without the kids. “Oh. I should have started with that. We’re shopping forschool supplies to donate to the schools. Ronan and Brook told us that it’s a good idea to do this because a great many of the schools run short of supplies about the middle of the term. A lot of the families around here can’t afford to foot the bill for a second bunch of supplies, so we do it for them.”
She thought that was a wonderful idea and said so. “I just spoke with my uncle. I don’t know if he’s coming or not. I told him flat-out that I don’t care, but that seemed to piss him off. I think that he’s having trouble being gay. Every time things don’t go his way, he brings up the gay card. That I’m somehow ashamed of him because he’s gay. I think that’s all on him too.” Shawn said that she’d known a couple of men like that, women too.
“They’ve gotten into a relationship, and now they’re not so sure that it was the right move. Whatever. He’ll not come or come, like you, I could care less. The kids are happy, and that’s all I care about right now.”
She was happy that the children of her late sister had settled in well with Georgie and Lance. They were adjusting well and having a wonderful life. Much better than they’d had before with living with their father.
Susan, at nine, had been selling drugs for her father so that he’d not try and recruit her younger brother Billy, who was only seven years old. With their mother being dead and not around to help them out, the man took advantage of the fact that they’d not be in as much trouble as he’d be if it had been him alone in selling the drugs. The man, if nothing else, was a monster to everyone around him.
“I’m to go and see Ms. Agilent tomorrow morning. She’s been in her cell, not saying a word to anyone that comes around. It’s sad. I was told that she’ll eat what is put before her and then sit on the side of her cot, rocking back and forth. I think there is more to this story than her just killing off her family. Or at leasttrying to.” Georgie agreed with Shawn. “I can’t wait to have them brought to our home. And I’m hoping that it’s not just for a little while. They’re such wonderful children.”
Georgie agreed. They seemed to be well adjusted for the life that they’d had, and she was looking forward to having them over to play with her own children. As they were entering the first store on their list, each of them grabbed a cart. She was ready to spend whatever it took to make sure that her kids and the others were ready for the school year.
Ms. Agilent, Rita, had built a fire on the wooden floor of the abandoned building that they’d been staying in. There were three little girls, Julianne and Julie, twin eight-year-old little girls, six-month-old Tisha, and then there was Samuel, who had saved them all from dying in the house. Her husband, Trent Agilent, had been dead for several days before the fire had been started and discovered to have been soaked in gasoline before the fire had been set. As it was, Parker, a witch, had made it so that they didn’t die and had made sure that they’d not be as severely burnt after finding them in the building.
